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This heart is mine,
It's full of send and dust.
This page is blank
It's full of space and trust.

That is the truth
of our believes,
We're making heroes
out of seeds.
We're making war
Instead of piece.

Is there a time,
or just a line
between our souls...
between the souls.

So long and hopeless
are our dreams.
So lost and hopeless
are regards.
I hide the scars
that destiny have left
Not only pain, but also love.

I saw the things
that you have done.
You are amused
And having fun.
That is the truth
of our believes,
We're making war
Instead of piece.